Perhaps the heat from distant light,
Is sent by cosmic wind.
The sun deflected by the moon,
Reflects upon our skin.

Caught up by some great gravity,
Two objects locked in place.
In orbit for eternity,
We have our niche in space.

One comet in a life time,
Is more than most observe.
One lover in our twilight,
Is more than most deserve.

Category: Relationships

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